Bathroom manners
 
In our household we are currently 'casually' potty training.  And by that, I mean, we have merely bought a potty, put it in our downstairs bathroom, and told Mallory and Taylor that it's a "potty".  That's about all we’ve “formally” covered.  
At first, Taylor liked to sit on it only when we are using the potty…and would still have his diaper and pants on. Then he finally realized that when he stood up from the potty, he was supposed to do something with the button on his pants (breakthrough, I know), so he’d stand up, play with his pants button and zipper, and then close the lid (YES, I am teaching ‘lid closing’ VERY early.)  But in the past two days, Mallory has done two things that might clue us in that the ‘time is near’ for her…  
1)     “Potty time’ = “Private time”.  Mallory went and sat on the potty (clothes/diaper on) and began to read a magazine (oh my).  She closed the door almost completely, but it was open just enough that I could peek through the crack.  Apparently she spotted me grinning at her, stood up, walked on a mission to the door, pushed it closed in my face, and then sat back down on the potty (I know this only because at this point I was forced to move my viewing to UNDER the door.)  I couldn’t say anything to her.  I didn’t want to crumble the virtue of modesty she had begun to display.  
2)    And on Friday night, after Mallory and Taylor had taken a bath and all the water had drained out of the tub, Mallory (still sitting in the tub) took the cup we use to rinse her hair, put it on the tub floor open side up, and sat on it with all her weight, proclaiming to Kevin “I poopie”.  (I must mention that I was not home at this time, and Kevin was home alone with the two cuties. And if Mallory was branded for toddlersome as ‘the one who only poops in a cup’ then it would totally be Kevin’s fault.  But lucky for all, that wasn’t the outcome.)  Apparently she was just ‘pretending’, but Kevin wasn’t sure how to react.  Does he let her use the cup, or does he scream “no!!!” and snatch her up out of the tub, possibly delaying potty training until age 8.  As mentioned earlier, it was luckily just pretend play.  
We’ll see how it goes.  We're not really in a hurry.  It's really just selfish... I don't want to have to be on a short 15 minute trip to Target and stop every 3 minutes because the OTHER twin now has to potty.  So selfish, I know.  Hopefully I'll get over that soon.
Monday, April 14, 2008